This is an incredibly old photo of what my room looked like, whilst I was volunteering in Thailand.
Room #9 brings me back to the nostalgic sound of geckos and birds clamoring outside my window in the early morning, waking me.
Takes me back to the late nights I spent under the blue haze of the moon, swatting the mosquitoes away.
Once I got back home, I couldn’t believe how quiet it was. Waking up to nothing but my alarm, made my stomach churn and my heart sink. I miss it dearly. 💕
